It's hard to wake up from a dream.

Every day in this world, there are countless people who have countless dreams, some of them are crazy, some are crazy, but few people wake up.

It's not something you can wake up to, it's like fame, it's like wealth, it's like freedom, it's not something you want to have.

Ji Xiong's dream is particularly long, and it is also particularly difficult to wake up.

Because Himeo is so flawless.

It may be easy to find a fish from the sea, but it is extremely rare to find a cloud reflected from the outside world.

The bloody slaughter continues, Himeo's, the monsters, the clansmen of these dreams.

They are fake, but they look so real.

Blood splashed on the body, like sticky rain, like cold frost, like a child at a loss, hanging on the body a little bit, piece by piece.

With no way to save it, no way to escape, Ji Xiong chose to kill all the monsters in this nightmare...... In a gentler way, after all, they are human beings, too.

Ji Xiong once wondered if these monsters in front of him were his comrades-in-arms.

He quietly endured the monsters' tearing for three minutes, just to save himself.

After careful discernment, Ji Xiong felt that they should not, because the strength of these attacks was still too weak compared to the armor inspired by the formation.

In a pool of blood, there was only Himeo, but he was still in this nightmare.

This is because Himeo doesn't have any cranky thoughts like he's going to be rescued.

And this caused the world to seem to stand still at this moment, and some were just whimpering winds.

Sitting in a pool of blood, Ji Xiong didn't even feel the loneliness of the unique artistic conception before.

Just sitting like this, as if the earth was desolate.

People in dreams don't get tired, so even if Ji Xiong wants to, he can't sleep.

The battle was raging not far away, but Ji Xiong knew very well in his heart that he would never be able to walk there.

It seems that here, absolute persistence and belief have become shackles that bind oneself.

Ji Xiong didn't argue about this, and he didn't even waver, he chose to break the law with force.

As long as it is an obstacle, there must be a critical value.

If this value is not measured by people's hearts, the only thing Ji Xiong can think of is that he is not strong enough at this moment.

Or he didn't stand high enough, or he didn't have enough strength to break the howl of the wind, he had a hole card, and he didn't want to delay any longer, so Ji Xiong let out a roar that resounded through the sky and the sky.

Roar ——

It was a dragon groan.

It's not a description, but Ji Xiong let out a real dragon groan.

Everything in front of him shattered in an instant, and Himio appeared in a pool of blood.

It was true that Ji Xiong did not kill in reality, but many ordinary Heavenly Court people brought by Ming Yang fell into the madness of their dreams, and fell in a similar way to the children of the clan who held fast to their hearts.

You don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of you.

This is the abyss.

No matter what, there will always be living beings who will come to an end in this cold wind.

Yahadaro's figure had left everyone behind.

Ignoring the pain, Ji Xiong intercepted it like a real dragon.

It turns out that Himeo also has a god armor.

It is even stronger than Qi Yao's improved version, and there is a life sequence of the same origin left in it as nourishment.

Yellow Dragon, or Imperial Dragon, this is the totem of the Xiong clan, and it is also the appearance of Ji Xiong at the moment.

The body of the snake, the head of a pig, the antlers of a deer, the ears of a cow, the whiskers of a sheep, the claws of an eagle, the scales of a fish, the eyes of a fish......

This is a living creature that combines the strengths of a hundred schools of thought but is incomparably perfect.

Its form itself represents a harmony of the flawless combination of force and beauty.

"I knew that it was impossible for a good seedling like you to have a Xiong clan without a little backhand. ”

"It's just that I didn't expect to be so reluctant, this is the suit of armor of the gods, right?"

Yahadaro's eyesight is extraordinary, and Himeo just knew that the god armor he wore was not limited by his own life sequence, but he never thought that it had such a big background.

The so-called god is also an honorific title.

It is used to describe a powerful person of high status among the gods.

Maybe these gods are not as good as emperors and gods, but by analogy, they are already the ultimate in the power level of gods, and they are also a group of people who are absolutely rare.

The name of the god is not well-known in the mortal world, as he returned his god armor to the clan before the War of the Gods.

But this does not mean that this god was not active in the entire battle of the gods, but he has another name in folklore, called Huanglong Zhenren.

Even in folklore, names are not given casually.

The word Huanglong already indicates that he has the origin of the Xiong clan, and the description of the second generation of disciples of Tianzun has already demonstrated his status as a "supreme deity".

Maybe some people once wondered when reading "Romance of the Gods" that such a "four-no" player with "no treasure, no apprentices, no Taoism, and no victories" would be a twelve golden immortals, but if you think that the reason why this Huanglong Zhenren is just unwilling to fight and stop fighting, I'm afraid no one will think that he is weak.

And in the ancient heavenly court, the name of the god of Zhige was far louder than what he left in folklore.

This is the only god who dares to return to his hometown to unload his armor when he is in battle, and he is also the only immortal who crossed 800 miles alone after removing his armor and left unexpectedly.

To be honest, Ji Xiong is still honored that the set of god armor he wears is derived from the legendary god Zhige.

It's just that he doesn't feel like this now.

Because of the death of those security soldiers who entered this place with Mingyang in Heguang New Town, because the Yahadaro in front of him was friend or foe.

Ji Xiong doesn't like to talk to enemies unless he has to.

For him, doing what he is supposed to do is what is all that matters:

For example, to prevent Jahadaro in front of him from leaving here.

As if sensing Himeo's anger and determination, Yahadaro chuckled and raised the "scepter" in his hand.

"The armor of the gods also depends on who is in control. ”

"If it is the god who controls this armor, I will be killed. ”

"But you try to compare with the gods in the form of mortals......"

"That's impossible!"

"Really?"

Hearing Yahadaro's words, Ji Xiong, who was still strong and strong, couldn't help but reply after all:

"Maybe you're really high up in that dark place......"

"But here, in this land......"

"Only we are the masters of this land!"

Yahadaro was a little noncommittal about Himeo's words.

Instead of arguing with a staunch idealist, he raised a fog and a gust of wind with his gestures.

It's useless to say more, just see the real chapter under your hands!